1 My mind pines for a vision of the Guru,
It wails like the chatrik bird.
My thirst is unquenched, and I find no peace
without sight of the beloved saint.
May I offer myself again and again
for a vision of the beloved and holy Guru.
2 Your face is beautiful, and the music of Your sweet
Word brings peace within.
It has been so long since I caught a glimpse of You,
I yearn for You as a soaring bird for water.Blessed is the land where You dwell,
my good and beloved Friend.
May I offer myself again and again,
my Guru, my good and beloved Friend.
3 A moment without sight of You passes painfully
as a long dark age.When shall I see you now, my blessed Beloved?
My nights are a torment, I cannot sleep a wink
without a glimpse of the Court.
May I offer myself again and again
to the True One’s Court.
4 By good fortune I have met the holy Guru,
And I have found the Immortal in my own house.
May I always serve You,
never parting for a minute
or moment, Nanak is Your humble slave.
May I offer myself again and again,
Nanak is Your humble slave.